So Christmas is basically done. Overall it was fun, though I am really sore and tired due to the fact that I had to sleep on a very hard twin bed here at my parents' house. I hate that bed. A lot. Horrible bed aside, I feel like over all I was successful over Christmas weightloss wise. I kept active, going to the gym 5 times last week, and stayed totally on point except for the 24th and 25th. I never intended to stay strict those days so I'm calling the holiday a win over all. If, on the off chance, I have a gain this week when I weigh in on thursday it shouldn't be much so I'm contented.
Also, I got a lot of comments on my weight loss on the 24th and 25th. People are really impressed and proud of me, which was something I really wanted to hear. Maybe even needed to hear. I have a long ways to go yet, but I still feel like it is something I can do. And now that Christmas is done I am anxious to get back into my normal pattern and controlled eating habits, get back to my normal gym routine.
Anyway, I basically just want to go home now. I'm tired and cranky and just want to be back in my own apartment, in my own bed, and with some time alone. I love my family and all that stuff but I am worn out. I have a vacation day for the year still remaining and I was considering taking New Years Eve off, but since Tiff won't be arriving that night until ~9pm and since I am so worn out now, I actually think I'm going to take monday off work and just spend the day relaxing by myself at home.
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Hunger: just had lunch so I'm good.
Body Image: meh
General disposition: over tired, a little cranky
Song of the day: Bad Romance by Lady Gaga
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